In the past two days, Aeakos has discovered a strange thing.

Achilles, who had just achieved the source qi entering the body, unknowingly reached the level of a hundred streams!

"The stage of the warrior is not without bottlenecks, it can be roughly divided into three stages, the hundred streams, the thousand streams, and the hero sea, and there is a relatively small but long stage before the hundred streams, called the origin. ”

Achilles pointed to himself, "So I'm now in the stage of a hundred streams?"

"That's right. Aeakus looked at Achilles with some surprise, "Did you steal something, why did you get into the hundred streams so quickly?"

"No, I don't. Achilles shook his head, suspecting that it might be a change in his body when he went to the temple that night.

"But grandpa, how do you calculate Bailiu?"

Aeakos explained: "The hundred streams refer to the hundred main source rivers in the human body, and the source power in the source can operate in these hundred source rivers at the same time, which is to reach the level of one hundred streams. ”

"What about the thousand streams?"

"A thousand streams are a thousand subtle source rivers in the human body in addition to a hundred major source rivers. ”

Aeakos continued: "The Origin refers to the stage of starting to transform the Source Qi into the Source Force, which is also the most time-consuming stage at the warrior level, that is, many geniuses take a year or two to get through the Origin, why are you so fast? Have you ever eaten anything?"

Achilles thought for a moment, "It seems that I only drank a bottle of Poseidon's Tears before, does this count?"

"I haven't used Poseidon's Tears either, but that's it. ”

A hint of worry flashed in Eakos' eyes, and he muttered, "I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing." ”

Achilles was puzzled: "Isn't it a good thing to cultivate faster?"

"Any realm needs a corresponding amount of time to develop enough potential, and there is no point in simply pursuing fast. Imagine if you developed much less potential than others, and you were much weaker than others in the same realm. In this case, even if you enter the hero level ten years earlier than others, what is the use?"

Achilles also became nervous, "So what now?"

"Next, don't cultivate, first exercise your body. ”

Aeakos tossed over the remade bracers and leggings.

"Your task in the future is to go around the island every morning, and I'll let Ikoyas take care of you. ”

Achilles couldn't help but be speechless, the island of Aegina is not big, and it is not small to say, but if you go around the island, it is impossible to run it all day.

......

Time is the most inaccessible thing in the world, and winter goes to spring and another year.

In the past few months, Achilles has not deliberately cultivated any more, and the progress of the source force cultivation has been slow.

But even so, Aeakos was still uneasy all day long, and Psamat seemed to know that he was in trouble, so he found a reason not to live at home.

In fact, the Tears of the Sea God is no problem to take it to any hero, the problem is that Achilles has not yet reached that level, so it seems a bit of a seedling to grow.

Achilles had been on the island of Aegina for more than a year, and for the rest of his day except for the first few months, his daily course was a long-distance run around the island.

Every day he ran in front, and Ikias followed him from a distance in a chariot, and when it was dark, he sent Achilles home.

Aeakos didn't go to the temple much either, and every day when the sun went down, he moved a small stool and sat at the gate of the courtyard.

Endeith walked in from the outside with a basket on his shoulder.

"Old man, why are you so sad?"

Aeakos subconsciously touched his face.

"Do I have one?"

"You see your eyebrows are clutched. ”

Aeakos sighed, "It must be because of that kid Achilles." ”

Endeis, who was about to enter the house, turned back to Aeakos.

"How did he mess with you again?"

"No, I'm thinking about how to teach him. Eakos stroked his long beard, "It seems that I can only teach him how to be strong now, and even this is not good." ”

Aeakos was not really good at being a teacher, and his real disciple was only one of them.

It's been almost a year since Achilles had taken Tears of the Poseidon, but Aeakos couldn't tell if the side effects had passed.

Should Achilles continue to cultivate?

"Actually, old man, you have taught very well, go out and see how many people want to be your student now?" Ndeis comforted him.

Aeakos couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was definitely enough for him to teach those mortals, but teaching a top-talented demigod actually made him feel intimidated.

"Old woman, is your father still accepting apprentices?"

Endeith was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know, but what do you mean......"

Aeakos stood up and clenched his fists as if to cheer himself up.

"Achilles has put it in my hands, and I am afraid that I will not be able to achieve much in the future, and I will have to find a way to send him to your father. ”

Endeith was silent for a moment, "Then Achilles is leaving, I ......"

"I know you can't bear him, but for the sake of Achilles' future, it's better for him to go to your father. ”

"I see, I'm going to write a letter to my father in the evening. ”

After Endeis finished speaking, he carried a basket and walked inside.

Aeakos hurriedly chased after her. Seeing Endeith look like this is obviously unhappy.

"Well, old woman, if you think there is no one to accompany you, don't you have two of that fellow in the house? ”

Endeith turned around with a hint of surprise, of course she knew who "that guy" Aeakos was talking about, it must be Tramon.

If Aeakos is willing to forgive Tramon, then she, as a mother, will be worth it for the rest of her life.

"I mean the two boys in his family, not him. ”

Aeakos flicked his sleeves and did not look at Endeis.

"Those two bastards, don't want to come back to the island in this life!"

......

When Ikias sent Achilles home in the evening, he saw such a scene.

Endeith sat at the kitchen door and did not speak, and Aeakos sat at the large table in the living room without speaking.

Psamata was not at home, and the atmosphere seemed very eerie.

"Grandpa, grandma, what are you doing...... Got a fight?"

"Nope. Endeith walked over, with a hint of resentment in his voice, "He's a big man, how dare I quarrel with him." ”

Aeakus glared at her, his beard flying up, and then looked at Achilles.

"Achilles, get ready to go home. ”